Murs - Way Tight (Remix) lyrics

[Verse One]: Now when I'm not makin' d**h threats To Judge Judy I'm at the crib, Guinness and ? of thug beauty Or maybe it's the club out tryin' to hug cuties A true MC I definitely love groupies If I had 'em, I'd get at 'em And I mean with a swiftness I need a housemaid that's paid Best friend/mistress And as for that wish list Out of a couple of them b**hes Some old 32-24-36's And if that's too vicious I'd probably have to settle For one dame that's Solid as Gear is to Metal Not a brainiac, but definitely on my level Someone to ride with me, like ba** is to treble Like me and this mic, like Lee is to Spike Let me free for the night If I'm keyed it's alright Cause she'll see my delight And she don't need me to fight Cause if she is my wife... [Chorus]: [x2] She's waaaay tight The type of dames that I like Way thick, way bad, way fine, way nice Waaaay tight Is what I be on this mic Way sick, way raw, way fresh, way hype [Verse Two]: Now you can catch me on the net listenin' to some sh** On MP3, download from PC, then it's straight to MD See that's how I wreck y'all Tech-nol-ogy In the game respect me The same way you do your elders And everything I put out I guarantee a best seller Even if it goes copper I know my sh** is purchased by the true hip hoppers What's up to Boof and Topper My booty call numbers, not used before twelve I dial eight like Rakka See p**y's always best, after sundown Like a Mike Tyson fight, I'm through after one round Alright two or three But s** in the morning? Oh fo' sure not with me Soon as I wake up, I'm tryin' to start my day A hug then a kiss then I send you on your (echo) Then I send you on your... [Chorus] [Verse Three]: Way sick, way raw, way tight, way dope Can anybody in the world do it like this? Nope Way strange, way off, way warped, way out I'm on some other sh** f** what y'all talkin' about Way in, way cool, way fresh, way hip And anybody thinkin' different, tell 'em s** yo dick Way drunk, way gone, way throwed, way stuck And if I happen to offend you, you know I don't give a f** Way mean, way foul, way raw, way real And if I say it and it's true Does it matter how you feel? Wastin' a little time cause there's nothing else to say Way way And I'ma end it this way (echo)